Chapter 142 - Fear Always Makes People Grow (2-in-1)

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The warm and familiar sunshine of the old days slowly fell on the courtyard. On the open roof, two young figures sat next to a figure with long black hair.

"Sister! Look!" The young Xiao Shancun raised the carved wooden knife in his hand high and held it in front of his sister with a showy look:

"I did this!"

The wooden knife looks decent, but in fact it is so thin that it has no support structure of its own.

"Ah! It's amazing!" My sister always smiled like that. She reached out and gently rubbed my wife Shancun's head.

"Hey hey~"

Xiao Shancun scratched his head in embarrassment, but as soon as he scratched his head, the wooden knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Snap!

Simply broken in half.

"Eh…"

Xiao Shancun's expression slowly changed from joy to shock, and finally he pursed his lips again. He looked at the broken wooden knife on the ground with tears in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were red from holding back.

Beside him, the young Jiichiro had cold eyes and he was carving the wooden knife in his hand.

Seeing that Xiao Shancun's wooden knife was broken, he lowered his head, hesitated for a while, and finally raised his wooden knife, wanting to hand it to Shancun.

But his sister was one step ahead of him.

Sister smiled softly and rubbed Xiao Shancun's head, and picked up a piece of wood and a file from the side:

"Ah... what a pity." My sister picked up Xiao Shancun's wooden knife from the ground and put it together:

"Watch sister fix it for you."

The other hand was behind his back, and he used a knife to cut out a new wooden knife.

As a pillar, she still had this little thing at her fingertips.

Subsequently.

While Xiao Shancun was not paying attention, her sister instantly exchanged the wooden knife she carved with the broken wooden knife:

"Look! Little Shancun!"

"Eh?" Xiao Shancun looked at the intact wooden knife in surprise, and he was surprised: "Sister is so powerful!"

Jiichiro on the side looked at the wooden sword in his hand, feeling a little silent for a moment.

My sister naturally noticed this. She looked at the little Shancun who had a smile on his face again, and waved to Ciichiro next to him:

"Jiichiro~ Come and join us~"

"Ah~ The wooden sword made by Jiichiro is also very good!"

"Well..." Jiichiro, who was still a little shy, lowered his head shyly.

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night.

After a while of laughing and playing, Xiao Shancun and Ciyilang fell asleep.

My wife, Tamako, picked up the broken wooden knife on the ground and returned to her room.

After a period of tinkering with wood and plant sap, my wife Shancun's wooden knife was barely restored.

She gently opened the door, placed the restored wooden knife next to the sleeping little Shancun, and reached out to touch his head.

"...Cute little brother."

Then he touched the head of Ciichiro, who was holding the breathless figure next to Xiao Shancun:

"The same lovely brother."

Then he smiled happily and slowly retreated.

She jumped onto the roof lightly, then lay down comfortably, looking at the bright moon in the sky, she smiled comfortably.

At the same time, he clenched his hands.

Spending time with family is truly wonderful.

She must.

Protect this beauty.

At this time.

Snap.

A sound of footsteps came from the side, and my wife Yuzi subconsciously turned her head to look.

It's the father.

The father, who looked sleepy, hugged my wife Shancun and Jiichiro, who were full of excitement, jumped to the roof, and then threw them away:

"These two boys are clamoring to come up. You must have woken them up."

"Hey hehe~" My wife Tamako tilted her head with a smile, and then took the two excited little ones from her father's hand.

The father's tone was a little helpless, but in the end he lay down not far from the others and looked at the moon in the sky.

"The moon is so beautiful..."

"Um."

"Sister! Sister! Let's tell the story of Princess Kaguya again!"

"That's right! Kaguya!"

"Okay..." My wife Yuzi rubbed the heads of little Shancun and Jiyilang lovingly, and then said:

"Legend...a long time ago..."

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When my wife Shancun and Jiyilang grew up a little, the relationship between them became better and better.

A smile gradually appeared on Jiichiro's face.

But the time my sister usually had to spend with her father and them at home became less and less.

Under the guidance of their father, the two began to practice swordsmanship according to the sword moves on the family tree.

Both of them admire their sister very much, and think that the sister who goes out on missions to kill ghosts every day is extremely admirable!

"I want to be a member of the Demon Slayer Squad when I grow up!"

"I want to be a pillar too!"

The two little ones always fight and shout like this in the courtyard.

When the stern father saw this, he would pick up the ruler in his hand and slap them hard on the buttocks.

And reprimanded:

"When will I see a ghost and not be so scared that I wet my pants! Say this again with such arrogance!"

My wife Shancun would always retort with tears in her eyes:

"It's Jiichiro who peed his pants!"

"Stop hitting! If you keep hitting me, I will cry!"

Ciichiro watched quietly from the side as my wife Shancun continued to be beaten.

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Until one day.

The two of them followed their sister to the town at the foot of Mount Samagiri when they had time.

The three of them were walking down the street talking and laughing.

Suddenly, I saw a member of the Demon Slayer Corps covered in blood being carried into the doctor's office.

The team member's arm had been severed, and half of his body was horribly twisted, as if he had been struck by some terrifying force.

He kept moaning weakly, and the pupils in his eyes were blurry and gray.

"Quick! Bring them in quickly!" The doctor at that time wiped the sweat from his forehead anxiously, even though the doctor's office was already full of wounded people.

"What's wrong?" My wife Yuzi stepped forward and asked worriedly.

When the Yin team member who was helping saw what my wife Tamako was wearing, he stood up straight and answered:

"Lord Mingzhu! That's it!"

"A ghost with numbers in its eyes appeared in the east direction."

"The strength is very strong, and the members of Class B and Class C suffered heavy casualties..."

After my wife Tamako briefly understood the general outline of the matter, she nodded anxiously:

"I understand, is there anything I can do to help..."

That moment.

The sound of conversation gradually turned into a roar like tinnitus in the minds of the two Shancun.

The two Shancun, who had never seen such a scene before, held each other's hands tightly. They looked at the back of their sister who started to help carry the stretcher, and they felt confused in their hearts.

How does the life they have been living exist?

It was not until dusk that my wife Tamako, who had been rubbed with blood all over Yuzhi's body, wiped the sweat from her forehead and returned to the two of them.

She squatted down and smiled tiredly:

"Sorry, I can't be free..."

"Sister." Xiao Shancun pursed his lips. He interrupted his sister's words and couldn't bear to look at his sister's tired appearance:

"Will the mission of the Demon Slayer Corps... make people become like that?"

He and Jiichiro grabbed the hem of my wife Tamako's clothes, their faces full of worry and trembling:

"...Sister...you won't become like that, right?"

The elder sister was stunned for a moment, then smiled and gently rubbed their faces with her hands:

"Well, no, my sister is very strong!"

Although they received a positive answer from their sister, my wife Shancun and Jiichiro were not much calmer in their hearts.

The cruelty of those team members' injuries was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

night.

My wife Shancun had a very scary dream.

He dreamed that his sister was lying in a pool of blood, covered in blood, and her eyes showed despair.

Surrounding her were a group of black blurry figures.

Being weak, he was helpless when his sister reached out for help. He could only sit there and cry at the top of his lungs.

On the second day after that, the two of them began to lose the smiles that teenagers should have and became meticulous.

According to my sister, "the brothers are not so cute anymore."

The two practiced sword moves desperately every day, even practicing to the point of forgetfulness.

They seem to grow up a lot overnight.

Without my wife Tamako's knowledge, the two of them also went to Saagiri Mountain alone to inquire about the hidden members.

Ask the members of the Demon Slayer Corps how many people can survive when they go on a mission.

Shancun and Ciyilang received such a frightening reply:

"Hmm...if the average team members are in a group of six, about two or three people can come back each time."

"Well, usually we don't just send a group of ordinary team members."

"Every time there will be two to three pillars accompanying me..."

"Ah, are you Mingzhu's younger brothers? Can you say thank you to Master Mingzhu for me?"

"Master Mingzhu is really a very gentle person..."

The death rate of almost half made them understand the seriousness of the matter.

Each time they just listened to their sister describe the mission in an understated way, and even had time to pray for the ghost before killing the demon, which made the two of them think that the mission of the Demon Slayer Team was very simple.

But now, the two of them understood what their elder sister was doing.

Their sister goes out on missions almost every night.

If you kill ghosts at night, you will be buried in the ghost's belly if you are not careful. A little carelessness is enough to make their sister stay away from them.

The only tenderness the two of them had so far seemed to be easily taken away.

For the first time they were afraid.

Fear of having their loved ones taken away from them.

Although not long after that, the news came from the Demon Slayer Squad that "Mingzhu killed all the subordinates alone", this did not make the two of them less worried at all.

Since then, the two began to cherish every moment they spent with their sister.

According to her sister, "the brothers suddenly became clingy. They are clearly at an age when they shouldn't be clingy, which made her very troubled."

Even though she said this, her sister still had such a happy smile on her face.

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Until one night.

The two learned the bad news about their sister from their father.

Onee-sama...is missing.

Near Sensoji Temple.

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Shortly after that, my father also disappeared.

My wife's mansion in Nuoda seemed to have become cold instantly.

My former relatives are gone one by one.

Jiichiro, who had no expression at first, looked at my wife Shancun who was depressed, and he patted his face.

Recalling my wife Shancun's smile in the past, he smiled stiffly at my wife Shancun and patted his shoulder:

"Look! Shancun! Don't you still have me?"

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The moonlight fell coldly.

Snap, snap.

The sharp tip of the knife plunged hard into my wife Shancun's shoulder, and bright red and warm blood dripped down the blade.

My wife Shancun grabbed the tree trunk with both hands, and the joy on her face gradually turned into astonishment. He lowered his head and glanced at the blade inserted into his shoulder.

"…elder sister?"

He slowly raised his head, his breathing becoming a little faster due to the pain from the wound, and his tone became questioning and disbelieving.

"I'm not a ghost...sister...it hurts..."

My wife Shancun didn't pay much attention. His mind was filled with the joy of meeting each other at this moment.

However, this joy did not last long.

"Sister?" Seeing that her sister didn't answer and had no intention of pulling out the blade, my wife Shancun looked at her face with some confusion.

Due to the angle of the backlight, my wife Shancun could not see her sister's face clearly.

Until——the two people's eyes met in the night sky.

He saw his sister with silky yellow hair behind her back under the moonlight.

In the yellow-brown pupils, there are the words "上string" and "一" written on it.

There are words... in the pupils?

"!"

In an instant, my wife Shancun's pupils shrank to the extreme, and he looked at his sister in horror.

What……

His eyes were trembling and dazed, staring at the numbers in his sister's pupils in disbelief, and his hands and feet were cold.

There are numbers in the eyes...

ghost……?

no no…

My wife Shancun's eyes trembled. Looking at his sister's indifferent look, he bit his lip and felt a little sore at the corners of his eyes.

ghost? Is it a ghost?

No, that's my sister...

The joy of just finding a former relative was intertwined with the despair of hitting rock bottom at this moment. My wife Shancun slowly shook her head.

Why.

why is it like this.

Before I had time to think, my wife Shancun jumped back quickly, rolled and landed on the ground in the dense forest behind.

Snap.

As the blade was pulled out by him, blood instantly sprayed all over the ground.

His nose was sore, and he covered the wound where blood was gushing out with his hands, tensing his muscles to temporarily stop the bleeding.

My wife Shancun raised her head instantly, her eyes fixed on the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure standing on the canopy of the tree.

While gritting his teeth and retreating, he kept wiping his eyelids with his hands.

——To prevent tears from blurring vision.

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My wife, Tamako, stood in the canopy.

She looked at my wife Shancun escaping from her, slightly dazed.

She looked down at the knife in her hand in confusion.

--Why.

——I didn’t cut it down just now.

There was a rare hint of confusion on the expressionless face. My wife Yuzi lowered her head and looked at my wife Shancun again who was running away in the distance.

The originally ferocious and twisted blade on his waist has become neat, and at least it looks like a knife.

——Master Wuhan’s reinforcements still haven’t arrived.

My wife Yuzi's eyes never left my wife Shancun who was running away below.

——This guy's escape may disrupt the plan.

-Stop him!

As if she had determined her target, My Wife Tamako narrowed her eyes slightly, and the hand holding the knife trembled with strength.

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My wife Shancun's eyes were filled with fear and grief. He didn't want this.

He didn't dare to speak out. He was afraid that if he spoke, his sadness and reluctance would turn into tears and flood the floodgates.

He could only cover his shoulders, grit his teeth and keep running.

Why!

Why! !

Why did my sister turn into a ghost?

Why is it my sister!

He knew very well in his heart the consequences of his sister turning into a ghost.

There must be many members of the Demon Slayer Corps near the Sword Forging Village!

If you run towards the Forging Knife Village, the villagers in the Forging Knife Village may suffer.

There are only two possible outcomes.

——He was killed by his sister.

or.

——The members of the Demon Slayer Corps teamed up to kill... my sister.

"Hoo...!"

In my mind, my sister was covered in blood and her pupils were dilated. My wife Shancun's breathing suddenly stopped!

The dark shadows that had surrounded her in the dream gradually became clearer. Figures in black clothes with the word "annihilation" written on their backs were holding knives and surrounding the blood-stained sister.

My wife Shancun's pupils shrank, and his breath was held for a moment.

if that is the case…

Absolutely...cannot...

His feet twisted! Instantly changed the direction of escape!